His voice is like. It's what home feels like. Purple-green-pink. Exciting. The way that headphones feel. The way a mechanical pencil tastes.
Everything in my world is blue-black. It has been since February 26th. Nothing is exciting. Nothing feels good.
Except talking to him. He gets rid of the blue-black in my life, makes it feel like laying down in a field with him.
The way the summer smells in the early evening. The way that you can see the sun just rising in the morning, but everything is still dark.
He's has these lips. These G flat lips that are just so soft. He has this personality that is. His personality is all orange-blue. Beautiful.
I don't know where I would be without him. I don't even know if I would be alive right now if it wasn't for him.
The first time we met, nothing was blue-black yet. Everything in my life was yellow-purple. Happy.
When we kissed, everything changed. Everything had turned green-pink. It was exciting. I hadn't felt the same since. At least, until February 25th at 9:01 pm.
He gets it. He gets me. He gets the way that things are blue-black for me right now and helps me. He gets how my life feels like a stormy day, but with no rain to finish it off.
He gets how I've been clean for a little over a week. He's proud of me because of it. He knows what I'm going through. He helps me. I help him.
He makes my life colorful. He makes it worth living. Because without him.
I am sure I would've given up by now.
The highest B# on my piano. The way the sun feels on your neck in the summer. The way that a hug feels from someone you love. The way that fire smells at night.
I'm in love with him.
But he doesn't even know it.
